An intriguing entry by About the Jez of It
Thank you so much for taking part in #writephoto – Table
Summer 2019 The small table stood neglected in the garden and the squirrel found his treats in a bowl.
Summer 1996 You and I shared coffee burning our hands on mugs. You said, we needed a table on the lawn.
Winter 2001 My coffee cold on the little table, my heart breaking too much to drink
Spring 2020 Stay Home Boris said, and I could hear you scream like a social butterfly trapped in a jar
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